Whew! Talk about a temporal anomaly! I got up from the desk to get a refill on the coffee and somehow, 18 months have disappeared. Or were crammed into the dozen or two steps from the desk to the coffeepot and back. I feel like Arthur Dent chasing through the galaxy with Ford Prefect – “Help!”
I won’t bore you with the details, the specifics, the intricacies, the interlocking tangents, the dead ends and the wandered paths of the last year+ except to say that somewhere along the line I have morphed from Daddy to Grandpa and transmogrified from out of work to business owner. To translate (roughly): that means moving from having no money in my pocket to having even less money in my pocket.
I have been doing some writing though: tech support tickets, business overview, the beginning of a marketing plan, descriptions for our web hosting products… but, it’s time to make time for the Inn Situ once again. Time to stride through that door, belly up to the bar and let the stories out. Just don’t go near the coffee pot…